i watch random movies.
currently obsessing over al pacino and lee byung hun.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
the only things I can think of rn are:
briony i hate you and your unchanged haircut is symbolic of your arrested development after age 13, because wdym you ruined 2 lives, never suffered the consequences of your false allegations except your fractured relationships with the people whose lives you ruined and you now own, through intellectual property rights, the experiences and stories of the people you put through hell. you have no right or entitlement to grant anyone their…
The credits rolled, and i just mechanically shut the flap of my laptop down. Staring at my blank wall dumbfoundedly. This was perfect, but I can't help but wonder how many of my teachers I've hated that might've just been a Mr Hunham. It's crazy how people have all these circumstances, reasons, a past that makes them who they are, but we're so quick to hate and judge that we miss out on knowing the good parts of them, ultimately unknowingly sacrificing what could've been something genuine.
oh the joy of getting to watch this on the big screen. the gargantua visuals had me choked.